Wednesday, September 7th
Well, I stood home all day, I tried to make plans to go out, but the bros were busy. It’s cool, whatever. Friend is coming over early in the morning. Like last term, she comes over my house around like 7, and I make breakfast (usually) and we depart my home.
BLAH. This is depressing, it’s like starting all over again. I feel kinda nervous, what if a teacher doesn’t like me? I’m fucked foe the rest of the year. Fucking fuck.
Guess my summer vacation is over.
Last Summer Vacation post.

September 6th. Tuesday.
2 days away from school.
I keep fucking shit up. Apparently I’ve been doing that a lot lately. All, for me selfish desires. I feel disgusted of myself everyday.

August 4th. Sunday.
The end of this summer vacation is approaching.
Did absolutely nothing productive today. Did some cleaning outside, the pool as usual. Parents had the BBQ, cousin, husband, and her children came over. We all ate, my bro came over, ate, watch Ip man 2, played and,
Ate ice cream. My house was crawling with the little maggots, running around splashing in the water, watching stuff on Netflix. The adults all drunk and happy for no reason. Father, forgive me for I have sinned, I have given in to my lustful temptations, yet I can’t complain.

August 3rd. Saturday.
Dad was laying down cement in the backyard all day. The whole day Was just irritating. Then eventually good news, my bro is home from florida. Then after my dad’s friends, and brother left, I felt less tense, I just don’t like them around. And especially my dad’s friend’s daughter, spoiled little brat. A 9 year old, with an iPhone, laptop, expensive abroad trips, and on top of all that, the thing that annoys me the most is her manners. She is I’ll mannered. If she was my daughter he would have been smacked in the mouth already. Yelling that she wanted ice cream, that she was hot and sweaty and she wanted ice cream. Like what the fuck? Ugh spoiled ungrateful little bitch.
Ugh it’s children like her that get me on the edge.
Parents are having a BBQ tomorrow, the last one of the year, thank god.
Sleepy, and it’s only midnight.

What was I thinking? Why would some one like her get to me? Fuck this. She doesn’t matter.
Setting my priorities straight.

August 2nd. Friday.
Well as usual I didn’t nothing productive in my morning.
Well my friend called me about a half hour ago (at 11) and she said she was mad at me, at that I didn’t hit her up all summer, that i’ve been hooking up with her bestfriend. That she loved me so much, that she trusted me, that she invited me to her sweet 16, and that she introduced me to her bestfriend, and that I only hang out with him. That I’ve known her before, and longer than him. That it wasn’t fair, and it made me upset; honestly. She said that she wasn’t gonna act like a fake bitch, to not even bother saying hi to her at school, or at the danceparty next week.
Little by little I lose people that I trust, yeah I dont talk to them for a while, but I still love them, and trust them. My main friend, my fag hag, I got without talking to her like like a week, maybe even 2; we don’t have to talk to each other everyday. But even after 2 weeks, if I get upset, I just call her or text her, and I feel like I’ve been talking to her everyday, and nothing has changed between us.
And for the record I have hit her up, she just doesn’t answer back, and now she says not to even try to day hi, that she won’t say it back. She said that she’s thought about deleting me on fb so many times because I wouldn’t notice anyways.
Stuff like this got me so upset, because I didn’t know, she is one of people I find most valuable. But it’s true what she said, we haven’t talked since the last day of school.
Just losing one friend at a time.

What’s the point? I’m always gonna end up like this.

August 1st. Thursday.
Well today, my neighbors broke car’s mirror. And me and some friends are gonna start pranking my neighbors, let’s see: egging their house, braking their car windows, and stink bombing their backyard. That all I want. It’s gonna be revenge for the hell they’re making us go through since we moved here.

Oh and maybe kill their cat, keeps shitting in out back yard; I want to kill it anyways, pity.
Nuff said.

August 31st. Wednesday.

holy fuck, my summer is over.

i wish i had spent it more productively, but there’s no use crying over split milk.

gonna chill with le friends tomorrow, i haven’t those two since like the last day of school.

today i got up early, did p90x in the morning instead, then showered, supernatural, cleaned pool, had to clean the backyard. did nothing for the rest of the day. around 5 or 6 i went to help my dad, he was breaking the cement out back, and then i found myself playing tetris with all the cement rocks my dad breaking off the floor. what a slave. whatever. Earlier in the week he said he was gonna buy my deadmau5 ticket today, but today he told me that i had to deposit his check in the bank, he’s gonna leave me his credit card, and told me to buy it tomorrow in the morning. i didn’t mind. the coolest part of my day was that he gave me 50 bucks because i let his borrow a 20 for beer. everytime i get money i feel so fucking bad but i clearly don’t do anything about it; i need to get a job. i’ll work on weekends, and got to school on week days. wow, i’m gonna have NO life my senior year; but that’s okay, i guess.

when school starts I’m thinking about taking out my gym, and putting outdoor ed; because after long thought, I’m gonna have 8 periods, from 0 period to 7th, with no lunch. fuck no, what the fuck was i thinking? I’m just gonna start 0 and come out 6th. ugh my school better not make this difficult to manage.

not even gonna stress.

August 30th Tuesday.
As usual, tried to make the most of my day, by not doing ANYTHING. there’s like 8 days of summer left.
My school called, and said that the first day of classes was on thursday, sep 8th
Like, fucking shit bro.
Trying to stay optimistic about it. Ugh.
Watched supernatural till 12, shower, Netflix till like 3, like Jesus, I just realized how unhealthy this is becoming.
Then I went out to clean the pool, mom bought me 5 pounds of shock yesterday, and a gallon of algaecide, and I think I mixed too much too quick. I put 3 pounds of shock in, and like I just dumped a whole lot of algaecide. Then I put 3, 3” chlorine capsules in the chlorinator.
The water turned foggy, almost as if someone turned on a smoke machine underwater, the smell was horrible, and my throat started burning. I felt dizzy, and it was crazy. I went inside, and left the filter on. Blah blah, nothing significant. Like an hour ago(around 10) we were discussing about getting a pup. The place where they’re selling them isn’t that far, they’re on sale, for being purebred beagles, $650 isn’t bad.
They’re like 12 weeks old. But whatever, I’m not getting my hopes up.
This house is so boring, I like being alone, but being alone sucks, back when Maxxie was around, it was better. I hope we do get a dog. I’m awfully lonely now; it’s quite depressing.

August 29th. Monday.
9 days left till school starts. How disappointing. Not looking forward for see all the small mind, ignorant, insignificant people I am forced to call classmates.
But what the hell, it’s gonna be my senior year. There will be no stress, drugs, and parties I shall attend; and hopefully pass my classes, if not, I’ll just drop everything, and just pass English, participation in gov/Eco, And gym. That’s all I’m missing; everything else doesn’t matter.
Just a little more and it’ll all be over.
I woke up, started watching supernatural. Fag hag came over during the second episode. I was still in my pjs.
At 12 I showered. Cleaned my room, blah, lunch, made cheeseburgers. We ended up cooking food anyways, chicken, in a tomato sauce, with onions, we seasoned it weirdly, as usual. But it came out good. Oh and I made some rice as a side.
Blah. Whatever, around 9 took her to the bus stop. Or at 8 whatever.
Dad told me he would buy me my deadmau5 ticket on Wednesday. So fucking excited. I’m gonna see him in oct. Omfg. It’s gonna be amazing!

August 25th. Thursday.
Got up did half hour of plyometrics, showered. Men came to do that think on the balcony upstairs. Blah blah, read, studied. Sent out brag sheet so teachers can make me letters of recommendations. After dad came home, was carrying cement mixture bags. Fucking 80lbs. Then I had to do the mixture. I did like a good 4 bags. That shit is so fucking difficult. Finally finished. Later on watched jersey shore. Did half hour of plyometrics. Showered. I smell like body lotion and deodorant. Omfg I can fucking do myself right now. I feel faking amazing. I smell fucking amazing.
Gonna read another chapter of the goblet of fire, then push ups again. Feelin gucci; 12:03am of Friday.

August 24, Wednesday.
Was very productive today, got to read a lot, started the goblet of fire today. Started reading the SAT book. Uhh, cleaned the pool, took out some weeds, and dead plants in the yard, picked up the garbage that the tree, leaves in my yard.
Helped my dad mix cement and do shit. Uh, yeah. That’s it. Oh an my friend came over, but I couldn’t hang out with him, I was out back with my father.
Had a nice family dinner. The end. 11:59 kinda tired.

August 22nd Tuesday.
I went out with my ‘mother’, ‘brother’, and ‘stepfather’
We went to my favorite Chinese restaurant. Was kindly greeted by the owner, knowing I always go there to buy sesame chicken. I never buy anything else, like at all. Anyways they all tired sesame chicken from this restaurant for the first time. They said it tasted amazing, and it fucking does.
In the middle of a conversation my mom calls me asking if I was alright, turns out and earthquake shook Virginia, and some parts of the east coast. Supposedly my cousin and brother felt it (down the block from the Chinese food store) but I didn’t. She called to see if I was alright, and naturally to insult me as well. Mama gave me a book to study for the SATs. I really should start studying. I need to read. I said I would start reading a book, but i don’t like shit. I was suggested to read the Harry potter books. I haven’t read on my own in so long; might as well continue what I started(I’m up to the 4th book somewhere) I stopped reading it in the 5th grade when I lost my interest in reading.
I really wish I didn’t stop reading, maybe then i wouldn’t be as fucking retarded as I am.
My teacher hasn’t messaged me back agreeing to write me a letter of recommendation. I hate this, I wish we didn’t have to ask for letters of recommendations, it’s like asking for a favor.
I feel disappointed at myself.

August 21nd. Monday.
Breakfast, shower, clean pool, lunch, noon, park, Mickey d’s, mcflurry, home, friends, hang out, 11:30 one left, 12 other friend left.
12:24 bed, feelin sleepy, And like something is wrong again. I feel like a did a mistake, and I have to fix it. I just don’t know what to fix, I’d I don’t know what’s wrong.

August 21st Sunday
This morning I went to ihop that shit was terrible, omfg. Food quality was so fucking low. It wasn’t clean, and it smelled like feet.
After went to Dick’s sporting good to get me a mesh, string, and a bag.
Got me a blue mesh, and an orange string, school sprit yo~
Went to BJ’s came home, my bro came over, went to the park, he strung my head, and now my shooting is better.
Came to my house, it started taing, watched stuff on Netflix. Walked him half way home.
Been watching tv since.
Talking to this kid.
11:46 watching the glades.